If he was a gentleman and said 'Oh I'm sorry, excuse me' and didn't throw a god damn parade about it like most men seem to do, then yes I wouldn't really mind. I MIGHT not be in the mood for sex, I don't know, but I wouldn't stop caring about him or stop wanting to get to know him. I think my issue is with how 'open' and 'prideful' a lot of men are about their farts, like it's some grand holy magical thing, like life and all it's majesty is opened up to them whenever they let one rip. It's suddenly a 'sport' for some men now, who can fart the loudest, who can set a match to their ass and make a freaking BON FIRE with their farts, etc. these silly immature attitudes towards the whole thing, I think THAT is what really turns me off about it. And don't even get me started on the morons that take big poops and then take pictures of it with their phones and upload them on the internet, broadcasting their fecal matter like it's the 8th wonder of the world.
I'd like to find a gentleman who isn't so easily amused with his bodily functioned. I know they still exist, they have to. And besides, I did say that if I grew to love someone, their bodily functions wouldn't bother me as much because the love I'd feel for them would outweigh any petty feelings I have towards their flatulence/bathroom habits. I know this because I loved someone before and their bodily functions didn't phase me that much.